Reincarnation Train Restart [Unlimited]

When we got back to the two-story building, it was completely dark.

Huang Ya and the others came back a long time ago, seeing him walk into the house with different expressions.

A Miao and Mi Tai hesitated to speak, Li Qianqian looked at Wu Xiajiu, then at Huangya, Supervisor and Laodou, then bowed his head.

Pingan and Ah Zhi are silent and have nothing to do with themselves.

As for the expressions of the three old passengers, um... only Huang Ya was obviously unfriendly.

Wu Xia stopped in place for a long time, taking a panoramic view of everyone's expressions.

He raised his eyebrows, swallowed what he was going to say, and said, "What's the matter?"

"Where have you been?" asked the supervisor.

Wu Xiajiu: "Turn around."

Supervisor: "The world under the car is very dangerous. It's better not to run around. Besides, it's easier for a person to be targeted by something, so it's better to act in groups."

What he meant was—Wu Xiajiu was unorganized, undisciplined, and left without authorization.

The director's words obviously also represent the attitude of Huang Ya and Laodou.

The experience of the three old passengers in the world under the car is not comparable to that of the new passengers, which temporarily creates an inequality in the relationship between the passengers.

As for Huang Ya, he must ensure that he can always occupy the absolute right to speak and be in the leadership position in this small group.

Simply put, it is to establish prestige.

Therefore, after the supervisor finished speaking, he said: "It doesn't matter if you die alone, but don't implicate us, and don't ask us to collect your body when you die."

In a word, every word is full of malice.

Wu Xiajiu's expression remained unchanged, he only raised his eyelids and said, "Then what if, you die first?"

Huang Ya's face suddenly turned dark and ugly.

Seeing this, Wu Xiajiu hooked his lips and said, "Don't worry, after you die, I will not only collect your body, but also set up a tombstone for you, don't thank me."

After finishing speaking, he turned and went upstairs, directly ignoring Huang Ya's almost cannibalistic and frightening gaze.

Huang Ya sneered angrily: "I want to see when he dies!"

……

The state of the world under the car is frozen and stopped during the remaining life time of the dying, and it seems that even part of the physiological functions are also frozen.

— Thirst and hunger disappear.

At the end of the day, Wu Xiajiu did not feel the signal that his body needed to eat or drink.

This is convenient.

Wu Xia thought for a long time, he doesn't know how to cook, he is a picky eater, and the takeaway and restaurants he usually eats are almost fixed, and if he doesn't eat right, his stomach hurts.

If this is the case in the world under the car, it will undoubtedly be troublesome.

It's all right now, don't worry.

Wu Xiajiu took out a mint candy from his pocket, unwrapped the candy wrapper, stuffed the candy into his mouth, and the cool taste slowly soothed his emotions.

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door.

Wu Xiajiu walked over, opened it, and there was A Miao standing outside the door.

"Is there something wrong?" Wu Xiajiu pushed the candy to his cheek and asked.

A Miao was stunned for a moment, and then said, "It's, actually, it's nothing, just...do you want to bring in a Buddha statue?"

The last sentence, she whispered with her hand over her mouth.

Wu Xiajiu's room is on the far right on the second floor, A Miao and Li Qianqian's rooms are in the middle, and the leftmost room on the second floor is Huang Ya and the supervisor.

"Buddha statue?"

A Miao: "When we left Wanxin Temple, Huang Laoyou gave each of us a wooden Buddha statue, saying that it can ward off evil spirits and eliminate disasters to keep us safe."

"Huang Ya told us that some NPCs in the world under the car can provide key clues... There are too many Buddha statues in this ancient village, maybe they have some purpose."

Wu Xiajiu: "Did you take all of them back?"

A Miao nodded: "Well, it's not enough, Ping An and Mi Tai hugged two more stone Buddha statues on the way back."

Wu Xia understood for a long time, no wonder he just found a few more Buddha statues on the table downstairs, it must be because someone didn't have time to take them back to the house.

You must know that there were no Buddha statues in the house before.

A Miao: "Monastery Master, why don't you bring some Buddha statues in and put them in the room..."

At least it is a psychological comfort.

Wu Xiajiu understood that A Miao had good intentions, and nodded to thank her for letting her know.

After A Miao left, Wu Xia thought for a long time before going downstairs.

I don't know what age this ancient village was in. The village is closed and there are few people. There are no wires, lights, electronic equipment, etc. in the village.

When night came, it was pitch black outside, lit only by moonlight and stars.

Inside the house, candles or kerosene lamps are required.

When Wu Xia went down for a long time, there was no one sitting in the house, and they all went back to their rooms.

Holding a candlestick in his hand, he walked out the door softly.

——There is a Buddha statue near the door, which is not difficult to find.

Wu Xiajiu found one, squatted down, just picked up the Buddha statue with his free hand, and the familiar bracelet became hot again, and the panel popped out——

[Congratulations to the passengers for discovering the relevant information about "The Story of the Eminent Monk"—do you guess that this Buddha statue is real or not? 】

Wu Xiajiu: "..."

Are Buddha statues authentic? !

Wu Xia frowned for a long time and pondered. The one he was holding was a carved wooden Buddha statue. How about changing it?

Is the information the same?

Wu Xiajiu resolutely put down the wooden Buddha statue, turned to find a stone Buddha statue and picked it up again—the result was the same, and it was also information about guessing whether the Buddha statue was true or not.

He tried it a few more times, and it was the same.

What is the definition of true and false Buddha statues?

The materials used to make Buddha statues are ordinary wood and stone, which are not like pure gold or pure silver, which need to be identified and judged.

Since it is not a matter of material, is it related to the Buddha statue maker himself?

But who made the Buddha statue?

——To distinguish between true and false, it is impossible to be one person.

What's more, in this village, Buddha statues can be seen everywhere, not only a few hundred, but nearly a thousand...

Furthermore, the authenticity of the Buddha statue is related to the "story of the eminent monk". At present, it seems that he is the only one who has obtained this information.

Because it's obviously in front-to-back order.

——First discover that there are two temples in Foduozhai, Wanxin Temple and Wangu Temple, and obtain relevant information about "The Story of the Eminent Monk".

When you have the preconditions, you can pick up or touch the Buddha statue at this time, and you will continue to get clues related to it.

Otherwise, at the very beginning, Mi Tai would know when he accidentally knocked down the Buddha statue.

Since A Miao told him about bringing back the Buddha statue from Wanxin Temple, it is impossible to conceal the news of "the authenticity of the Buddha statue".

It can be seen that they all don't know.

——When only Wanxin Temple is known, but Wangu Temple is not known, this information will not appear.

It seems that if you want to know more, you have to go to the Wangu Temple tomorrow.

Wu Xiajiu stood up with a candlestick in his hand, without taking a Buddha statue, the faint flames flickered, only illuminating about half a meter around him.

There was not even moonlight at night, and the surroundings were dark and dark. Apart from the rustling of the leaves in the wind, there was nothing else, and it seemed extraordinarily gloomy and silent.

Especially under the eaves of houses in the weeds and forests, it seems that countless mysterious ghosts will be born...

Wu Xiajiu exhaled slowly, turned and went back to the room.

The freezing of the length of life does not take away the drowsiness of people.

Wu Xiajiu's physical strength is not good, and he has not been idle since getting off the train today, and he climbed up and down again, and he is already tired by now.

After returning to the house, he lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

It was night, half asleep and half awake, Wu Xiajiu was suddenly awakened by some movement and opened his eyes.

He was still lying down and didn't get up immediately. The candle flame left before going to bed had already burned out, and the room had returned to pitch black, to the point where he couldn't see at night.

He listened with his ears—

The movement was outside the house, not inside.

Is there someone... No, there is something wandering outside his door, the sound of stepping on the floor could not be softer, rustling.

It seems to be close to the door and peeping in from the crack of the door, only a wall separates him.

Wu Xiajiu subconsciously slowed down his breathing, almost holding his breath, and kept his body still.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a few minutes, or only a few seconds, finally there was no movement outside the door, and the thing seemed to leave.

But Wu Xia didn't dare to relax for a long time, so he waited for now.

It wasn't until he was sure that the thing had really left that he gradually moved his tense body and breathed a sigh of relief.

That thing can't come in, or rather, can't come in directly.

Otherwise, how could a tattered room door panel be able to block it.

After relaxing, Wu Xiajiu yawned slightly.

He is really tired, since he can't get in, he should continue to sleep, recharge his energy, and have more work tomorrow... His eyelids fought, and finally became gluey.

Early the next morning, Wu Xiajiu was awakened by a piercing shout.

——Ping An died!

He died in the same room as A Zhi. His bones, internal organs, and blood all disappeared, leaving only the shriveled skin lying on the bed, next to A Zhi's pillow.

Of course there is only a double bed in the room.

Therefore, when Ah Zhi woke up, everyone in the small building heard his inhuman scream full of extreme fear.

When Wu Xiajiu arrived, Ah Zhi was huddled in the corner of the room, trembling and in a trance, obviously frightened.

Everyone's faces are not good-looking.

Wu Xiajiu frowned tightly.

A Miao and Li Qianqian hugged each other, not daring to look any further, while Mi Tai retched, but couldn't spit out anything.

"He, how could he die..." Mi Tai trembled.

Old Dou: "The world under the car dies in a variety of ways, maybe at some point... This is the price of wanting to prolong life, some people can't even afford it for a day."

Ah Zhi still lives in this room.

And according to Huang Ya, the corpses of abnormal deaths should be disposed of as soon as possible.

They directly wrapped the skin bag with bedding, threw it outside and burned it together.

When it was burning, an old man came over to ask a few words, and Mi Tai who was being questioned faltered and didn't know how to answer.

Wu Xia watched the swaying flames for a long time, and suddenly said: "Is there any relationship between Wangu Temple and Wanxin Temple?"

The old man's expression suddenly became stiff and gloomy, and he remained silent.

A Miao couldn't help wondering: "What Wangu Temple?"

Wu Xiajiu said: "There are two temples in Fotuo Village, one is Wanxin Temple and the other is Wangu Temple, but it seems... the old people in the village don't want to mention Wangu Temple."

"I went up to look at it yesterday, and found the Wangu Temple by accident, which is on the other side of the entrance of the village."

Everyone was surprised.

Huang Ya couldn't help lowering her face and asked, "Why didn't you tell me when you came back last night?"

Wu Xiajiu raised his eyebrows innocently: "You taught me a lesson last night, and I was afraid for a while, so I forgot."

This is of course the opposite.

Huang Ya immediately filled his chest with anger, and wanted to open his mouth to say something, but it felt like a stick in his throat.